Prologue Visnagar, India â€“ 1802 The womanâ€™s breath was heavy; voice coarse, rough, like monsoon winds blowing sand against a cliff wall. â€œKali,â€ the woman whispered, â€œyou must go now, before they come for you. You and Kamala must go.â€ Air blew hot as a...
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